Wow. Lots of reviews for that last chapter! I know it started out slow, gomen. But I was trying for a more "Realistic" approach for this one. I'm glad you all approve! Well this is the end of part 1 for the fic, so thank you all for sticking with me this far, and please, stick around for the second half!

Disclaimer: I do not own Bleach.

Spoilers: SS arc, and planning on spoiling the arc after that.

Warnings: Mmm... You're probly going to yell at me for this one...

Chapter 5: Aloha, Hawaii!

"This is called a luau." Unohana said as they approached the party on the beach. There was a pig roasting to the right, and women dressed in grass skirts and coconut bras to the left on a simple wooden stage. "A traditional Hawaiian festivity."

"We sit at the tables, right?" Yachiru said as she pointed at the wooden picnic tables in front of them.

"Of course." Unohana said with a smile.

Kenpachi grunted and headed for an empty table, dropping down at the end and looking around. "This reminds me of the time that Yumichika tried to teach—" He stopped, closing his mouth abruptly.

"Teach?" Unohana asked as she sat down next to him.

Yachiru was bouncing around, going from one place to the next faster than most could see her. She seemed especially fascinated with the drummers. She crouched in front of them for a good minute, cocking her head to watch as they pounded out the beat. Then she raced back to Kenpachi, hopping onto his immovable shoulder and letting out a giggle. "Ken channn! We should teach Pachinko head this song!"

"He already dances enough as it is, Yachiru."

"Awwww!"

"Aloha! And welcome to Luau Luau." A woman said with a bright smile as she walked towards them. "My name's Lilani, how can I help you?"

"We would like the traditional meal, please." Unohana said before Kenpachi could come up with something.

"And would the little one like a sundae for a dessert?" Lilani asked with a smile for Yachiru. Although the pink hair was surprising, she was so cute! Astonishing with such a terrifying looking father.

"With chocolate?" Yachiru asked.

"Mmhmm."

"And candy sprinkles?"

"Couldn't go without!"

"I'll take it!"

"After dinner." Kenpachi said.

"Awww."

"I'll be right back with your appetizers, then." Lilani said with a never missing smile. She took the menus from them and headed away, trying to shake the uneasy feeling that she had gotten while talking to them. It was as if she had been hit by extra gravity just standing there. "Weird family…" She said with a shake of her head as she went to order the meals.

He was letting off too much reiatsu again. Unohana smiled at him, trying to calm him down. She had noticed that the more uncomfortable, irritable, or excited he got the more his reiatsu grew, even with his eyepatch sucking away most of it. "After the meal there is a traditional fire dancing show." She told them. "I think it should be interesting."

"Fire dancing?" Yachiru asked as she hopped down to sit in her own chair. "Like the old man's zenpaku-to?"

"I doubt it's that… extreme." Unohana admitted. "At least, I hope it isn't." She smiled and thanked the people that delivered their food. "And then I thought we'd go back to the hotel."

"We're going back to Soul Society tomorrow, right?" Kenpachi asked.

"Yes." Unohana said.

"Good. This gigai is driving me insane." He paused. "But hell, never said I was sane to begin with."

Yachiru looked up at him for a moment, oddly serious. Then she smiled. "We've got a Shinigami Women's Association meeting when I get back! I think we need a new line of swimsuits!"

Kenpachi snorted. "You and your Women's Association." He muttered. But there was a hint of amusement on his face.

"It's a very important job!" She replied.

"It's very true." Unohana agreed. "The Shinigami Women's Association is one of the most influential societies in Soul Society. Yachiru has done a wonderful job as its president."

"I heard she got tossed out of Kuchiki's place with a bag of candy."

"It was tasty, too!" Yachiru said, completely unbothered by that fact. "We're still trying to get Ise chan to go and try to get the interview for us."

"Why don't you interview Zaraki san instead?" Unohana asked. "I would think it would be easier."

"Ken chan's not mysterious." Yachiru replied with a shrug as she started to kick her legs. "He's pretty straight forward. Besides, not many of the girls have crushes on him."

Kenpachi choked. "Is that why you're trying to get the interview with bone head?"

"Yep!" Yachiru replied cheerfully.

He twitched. "Don't bring that pantywaist home with you, at least."

"Oh, I don't have a crush on him. I voted for Hitsuguya!" She said. "But they won." For once. But she hadn't minded so much, she would get the next vote!

"Hitsuguya?" He repeated. "That's even worse than Kuchiki!"

"Now, Zaraki san—" Unohana said, trying not to appear amused. "Hitsuguya taicho is a very respectable young man."

"And he's cute!"

"Che." He paused. "What do you mean 'Not many?'" He asked suspiciously.

"Huh?" Yachiru was very good at looking innocent.

"Oh look! Our meal is here!" Unohana said.

"…Ah." Kenpachi said, still looking at his vice captain. The idea of someone having a crush on him was firmly stuck in his mind. It was a foreign concept, after all.

Unohana hid her smile in her cup, watching as the two worked their way through the meal. She didn't get as much, but she didn't mind. Ken—Zaraki's reiatsu had calmed down enough that they weren't getting strange looks anymore. And that was a good thing.

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"She ate the entire thing." Unohana said with something close to wonder as they walked back to the hotel. "It was larger than her head."

"It was larger than my head." Kenpachi clarified. "She does that."

"It's a gift!" Yachiru said cheerfully. She had chocolate rimming her mouth and a satisfied look on her face. "It was so yummy!"

"Now she won't go to sleep till midnight." Kenpachi added.

"I'm sure we'll find something to do until then." Unohana said calmly. "Or I could do something about it."

"Nah. She'll run it off." Kenpachi said. Last thing he wanted was for Yachiru to be experimented on.

"Does she do this sort of thing often?" Unohana asked curiously as the little girl ran circles around them.

"Only when one of the guys doesn't want her pissed." Kenpachi admitted. "They say she's scary when she's angry." Pride laced his tone. It made up for the too cute zenpaku-to… at least, enough that he could deal with it.

"You don't seem too bothered by that fact."

"It makes her a good fukotaichou." He said with a shrug.

"I suppose it would in your division." She agreed. It was good that their second in command was female, in her opinion. It gave them a healthy respect for the opposite sex, if not the fourth division.

"How many favors do I owe you?" He asked after a moment of silence.

"Three more."

"What are they?"

"Things I'll keep handy for a while, I believe." She said with a little smile.

Kepnachi twitched.

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The next morning found them heading through the gates of hell and back into Rukongai. Yachiru was sound asleep where she was hanging from Kenpachi's shoulder. She let out a little sigh and clung more tightly to the cloth of his Hawaiian shirt. He made a note to get rid of the gigai as soon as possible. Along with the shirt. He was getting strange looks from the souls that surrounded them. But none of them were brave enough to laugh out loud.

"It will be good to return to my division." Unohana said. She was wearing a simplistic dress that covered her arms and legs. It almost felt confining after spending some time in a swimsuit.

"It'll be good to get out of this damn gigai." Kenpachi growled back. A hint of a smile pulled at Unohana's lips, making him fight a wicked grin. "Sure you're not going to use them yet?" He asked as they walked through the gate and into Soul Society.

That question, along with the sight of the two captains walking so comfortably together would start more rumors than they would ever know.

"A wise woman knows when to keep something for the future." She replied.

"Makes sense."

"Besides, I'm sure I'll come up with something more interesting, given time."

"That's what I was afraid of." He muttered.

"Zaraki… san." She said formally once they reached the area where they would have to go opposite directions. "I hope this time of rest has been helpful to you."

"I never did much like the word 'San.'" He said thoughtfully. "Make it Kenpachi."

"Ah—of course." She said with a slight nod. "I hope this time has been helpful… Kenpachi."

"Yeah. I think it has." He said.

"Bye bye, Unohana san." Yachiru called sleepily from her perch on his shoulder.

"I will see you at the meeting, Yachiru chan." Unohana replied with a smile before she turned and walked away.

Kenpachi stared after her for a moment before he turned and headed for his own division. He had a war to get ready for, after all.

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And if you're wondering what dance they were talking about, well, just imagine Ikkaku doing the Macarana instead of his luck-luck dance for an entire month.